"Young Master Feng, your resemblance to the maniac who killed my father indeed gives you the right to speak such words. But I wonder if your strength matches your audacity. I'm truly curious!"
As he finished speaking, the deep blue ghost fire rose into the sky. Alongside it, a ghost wolf with jet-black fur that fluttered with the roaring flames swallowed a ugly yaksha with indigo skin in one gulp - alive and kicking. The sight of its mouth soaked red with blood indeed shocked the mass of shrimp soldiers and crab generals.
"Impressive Ghost Wolf, but isn't it just your mount? What about your own strength? On its own, this little wolf might find it difficult to hold my subordinates back!"
Despite seeing Feng Qing'an's savage black wolf which chewed the water ghost and swallowed the yaksha alive, Hongxi was unperturbed.
Roar!
